I was gawking at one of the houses for sale. Then *BAM*. I hit their mailbox. Had to go ring their doorbell at 9:30 at night and have them come check for damage. Luckily
there wasn't any...except to my pride.
Then I said to myself, "Self, you've done enough damage for the night, time to go home!" And I did. And THAT was the end of my Friday night.
None of these are the house in question, but they are some beauties I found and pinned on pinterest. I should stick to this kind of gawking, where mailboxes are safe from my destructo-vehicle.